Although Xiaobei loves to complain, his driving level is first-class, and he almost follows them to Zhiding Village. It also took a lot of effort for them to find He Jun's residence.

When Xiao Mochen arrived at the bamboo hut and got off the carriage, he saw that Lige was being beaten by a group of irrational villagers, and the knife in her guard's hand was like scrap metal, which had no deterrent effect at all.

From afar, he saw a little bit of blood on her body, I don't know if it was her own or someone else's.

Suddenly, Xiao Mochen felt that the blood on his body was coagulated, and there was like an extremely angry beast in his body, wanting to break out of the cage and tear those rude villagers apart, his eyes were red, his fists were clenched, and he shouted inside: "Stop!" ”

If you don't stop, this king wants your life!

His voice was clean and loud, and when he roared, everyone inside heard it, and they all stopped and looked out.

With the glow on his back, the wind blowing on his sleeves, and the black hair rising, Xiao Mochen, who was dressed in white, was like a god from the sky at this moment, and with just one glance, it made people fascinated.

The first thing to react was Lige, she touched the wound on her hand, it hurt, it turned out that this was not a dream!

Xiao Mochen is looking for her! Since they met, they have been chasing him from Song, this is the first time that Xiao Mochen has traveled thousands of miles to find her, and she came so timely.

"Xiao Mochen!" While everyone was still in a daze, Lige easily pushed a few people away and threw himself straight into Xiao Mochen's arms.

She hugged Xiao Mochen in her arms, shouted his name again in a thick nasal voice, she sniffed and vented her grievances.

For the last time he left her and led other women away, for the sadness and depression of the past few days, for the pain of the wounds on his body at this moment. In short, she vented all her emotions in Xiao Mochen's arms.

Xiao Mochen shook his hand, and it took a long time before it landed on her head, and he patted it a few times with great affection.

He looked down and saw that the woman in his arms was disheveled and embarrassed at the moment, and there were several shocking scratches on her white neck.

His eyes were cold, he was full of murderous energy, he never wanted to kill innocents indiscriminately, but he may not be able to tolerate his woman being bullied! He turned his head and gave Xiaobei a look.

Xiaobei immediately came to his senses, waved his hand, and rushed into the courtyard with people.

In the blink of an eye, the perpetrator who was coaxed just now turned into a docile little sheep at this moment. They all had long knives around their necks, some of them had already fainted with fright, some of them were so frightened that their legs were shaking and sweating like rain, and some of them were crying and urinating with fright.

Xiaobei covered his nose and pulled a little distance, his face full of disgust. A group of guys who bully the soft and are afraid of the hard, and have no bones!

Qinqi, calligraphy and painting touched the wounds on his body, and walked to the side very calmly to deal with the wounds by himself. And Xiaoqiu covered her face, ran to the fat woman who only scratched her face just now, and slapped her fiercely: "You'd better pray that my young lady is not injured, otherwise, my family master will not let you go!" After the cruel words, Xiaoqiu punched a few more women who had just made a heavy shot, and then went to treat the wounds with Qinqi, calligraphy and painting.

She wouldn't care about her young lady's wounds, and if she stepped forward at this moment, she was afraid that the injuries would be even more serious. Today, the surname Xiao finally did a good deed, and it didn't hurt to let the young lady hug him.

It was getting late, and the birds near the bamboo hut could not return to their nests, and they were all frightened by the howl of ghosts and wolves coming with the wind.

The old village chief couldn't stand the screams of the villagers anymore, he wiped his sweat, came to Xiao Mochen with a shaking cane, looked worried and trembling, buried his waist low, and his voice trembled: "My lord, my lord, be merciful, be merciful!" They are all ignorant and reckless, if they collide with nobles, the old decay will not compensate you. ”

Hearing this, Lige wanted to raise his head, but was pressed back by Xiao Mochen, Lige was a little flattered, and squinted his eyes to circle him tighter.

Xiao Mochen looked coldly, and mocked: "Heh, be merciful? Why didn't you just know that your men were merciful? ”

At this time, the old village chief was so frightened that he bent his waist lower, and his face was terrified: "Just now our master was killed, and there are only a few girls in the bamboo house, and the villagers are too worried and lack of thought, this is this, this is ......."

"Do you know who she is?" Xiao Mochen's expression was calm, his tone was flat, and asking this was like asking, "Do you eat?" But the old village chief quickly shook his head, saying that he didn't know. She is Miss Xiangfu, the only sister who is separated from Xiang today. If she wants a person's life, it is a matter of one sentence, can she go to this place and be bullied by you! ”

Xiao Mochen's last sentence was murderous and domineering, and the song he listened to was happy in his heart. It turned out that he felt so good for her, and the few blows just now were really not in vain.

Lige was so happy that he was stupid, and the old village chief only listened to the first half of the sentence, like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, he was so frightened that he couldn't stand on his feet, and fell directly to the ground.

Who is the separation, it can be regarded as half the emperor of Southern Chu, although the head of Emperor Xuan in the ninety-five position is big, it is empty. Nanchu has been in good weather in recent years, and most of the people are in peace, most of them are the credit of the separation, although the village is remote and backward, the great achievements of the separation are unknown to everyone and who does not know. Today they actually hurt his sister, it's over, now Zhiding Village is really going to end. Blame me, blame me all, why don't you ask for clarification first, why don't you stop them, let them mess around.

The old village chief sat on the ground, hid his face and blamed himself and wept bitterly.

"One hand, let them hurt for a few days." Suddenly, two sentences of Lige floated out coldly from Xiao Mochen's arms. He smiled and patted her head and said yes.

I thought to myself, she was still too kind, and if this matter was to be handled by Lixiang, it would not be a matter of one hand.

But the old village chief was not satisfied, and cried vigorously to spare his life, saying that the farmer's hand is his life, and it cannot be wasted. It was very uncomfortable to listen to the song, and it seemed that they knew that the people of their village were far away from the emperor of the mountain, and they usually bullied outsiders.

She thought it would be good to punish the little commandments, but she didn't expect them to be dissatisfied, so Lige turned around angrily and shouted: "They can't be ruined by eating with their hands, Miss Ben still eats with her face, and the fat woman just now has been trying to ruin my face!" ”

"Xiao Mochen, my wound hurts." When he left the song and turned back into Xiao Mochen's arms, he looked like a different person again.

When Xiao Mochen heard this, he was distressed and wanted to go crazy, so he picked her up, held her in his arms steadily, and asked the courtyard: "Did you hear it all just now?" One hand, but. ”

"My subordinates understand!" Although Xiao Mochen said half of what he said, it meant that Xiaobei knew everything. The master of his family is the most short-guarded, and the person who hurt him, do you want to get better? If they don't hurt for half a month, he will have to hurt for a month.

Xiao Mochen gently hugged Lige into the carriage, and when she sat down, he wanted to lift her sleeve to look at her wounds. What do you think, as soon as he touched her, she bared her teeth in pain, and there were tears in her eyes, and she couldn't fall.

Xiao Mochen endured the anger in his heart, gently took her hand again, and gently and carefully medicated her.

From just now to now, Lige has found that his eyebrows have been tightly locked, like the first time he saw him, cold and alienating.

Lige stretched out his hand to caress the tightly locked eyebrows, as soon as she touched him, he trembled, and after a while, he raised his eyes to look at her, and raised his eyebrows to reprimand her: "Are you a fool?" I don't know how to fight back when you are beaten, I see how you will still call yourself the little overlord of Jinling in the future. ”

"They are all unarmed people, I thought they could handle the piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and if you came late, I would let them draw their swords. If someone is going to be killed or injured, I will definitely protect myself and my people. Lige said domineeringly.

Her people? How could Xiao Mochen not feel comforted when he heard this, but became even more irritable. He still had a straight face: "If people don't do it for themselves, the heavens and the earth will be destroyed!" Next time, no matter who the other party is, if it threatens you, you can just kill yourself. ”

If Liyu can't protect her, there will naturally be him.